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Danika didn’t move. Her gaze was deep. After a long while, she sighed and nodded. “Alright.”
She wouldn’t be able to live with herself if she refused an offer from someone who saved her.
Once she got into the car, she no longer thought about those things. She asked, “Can the surveillance footage from the hotel be retrieved?”
“Zack was still working on it when I came here. It should be done soon,” Eustace said.
Danika nodded. She called Gilbert to tell him that she was free now.
After she hung up, Eustace couldn’t help asking, “Are you and Gilbert close?”
“They’re my brothers. Of course we’re close.” Danika thought that Eustace’s question was weird.
Eustace felt embarrassed. He couldn’t tell her that he thought Gilbert liked her, could he? Danika would jump off the car and cut off all contact with him if he did.
“Who do you think is behind this? They’re good at covering up their tracks. Nothing has come up ever since the investigation started.” Eustace changed the topic once more. He decided to pursue Danika as quickly as possible. This way, it wouldn’t matter what Gilbert thought of her.
Danika was in no hurry to reply. She looked at Eustace thoughtfully and asked, “What do you think?”
Eustace sighed. “Your suspicions make sense. It’s just that I’ve known her for so many years. I can’t believe that she would become this ruthless.”
He knew Yvonne seemed very suspicious, but they grew up together. He had even felt her warmth before. Eustace truly hoped that this wasn’t her doing.
“People change. You might think you know her, but do you, really? Maybe what you know about her is what she wants you to know,” Danika said.
Eustace nodded, agreeing with what she said. “You’re right, Maybe I’m too hung up on the past.”
Danika didn’t hold herself back in the restaurant. She hadn’t eaten well in the police station for the past few days. It wasn’t because she was worried that she wouldn’t be able to be set free. It was simply because the food tasted horrible.
“Have some more if you like it.” Eustace smiled, handing her another plate of food.
Danika ate solidly. Then, her phone rang, and she picked it up hurriedly. “Mr. Spade?”
“It’s me,” Christopher replied. “I heard about the news in Parrington. Are you alright?”
“I’m fine. I just got out of the police station,” Danika said as she ate.
“That’s great. I’m not familiar with the police stations in Parrington, so I can’t help much. But don’t worry. I’ll control the comments on the Internet,” Christopher said.
Danika thought to herself that she had a pretty sociable personality. So many people were willing to help her when something happened. “Alright. Thank you.”
They chatted for a little while more, and Danika hung up. She raised her head and realized that Eustace’s face had turned a new shade of dark.
She couldn’t be bothered to acknowledge it. In her eyes, Christopher was a friend. But Eustace…
She still couldn’t figure out what to name their relationship.
She said nothing, but Eustace couldn’t control himself. “When did you two get along so well? Aren’t you suspicious that he has ulterior motives?”
“Really? Why don’t you tell me what he’s planning?” Danika asked, smiling. She added, “He’s richer than I am and can have any woman he wants.”
Eustace retorted, “And just like that, you think he doesn’t have any feelings for you? I’m also richer than you and can have any woman I want. Why are you so harsh to me, then?”
Danika looked at him, saying nothing and everything at once.
Eustace bit his lip-he understood. It was because he was her ex-husband.
“Eustace, we’re not fated to interact with each other like normal people. Who would be friends with their ex- husband?” Danika said nicely.
Eustace didn’t care. He said, “I don’t want to be friends.”
Danika was speechless.
“My goals were clear from the start. I don’t want to be your friend. I want to be your boyfriend.” He had to make things clear in case Danika thought he was fooling around.
Danika didn’t want to talk. She didn’t want to be friends with him, much less his girlfriend. What was he thinking?
Once the meal was over, Eustace sent her back to the condominium.
“Have a good sleep. Leave the rest to me,” Eustace said.
Danika shook her head. “There’s no need. I can handle the rest.”
“Why are you always declining my offers?” Eustace was exasperated. His heart felt like it was tangled up in chains.
“I’m just not used to inconveniencing other people. There are a lot of things that I can do by myself.” Dependency was a terrifying habit. Once it was formed, it was hard to get rid of.
Eustace took a deep breath, controlling the fire burning in his chest. “Alright. You’re used to being independent.”
“I’m glad you understand. I’m not biased against you. It just happens to be this way.” Since she was young, her grandfather told her that she had to be independent and could not rely on anyone else. She was used to it.
The fire in Eustace’s heart was extinguished. Now, all that was left was a wisp of sympathy.
She must’ve been through a lot to be so independent, Eustace felt frustrated that he hadn’t appeared by her side earlier.
Danika walked into the building, but Eustace didn’t leave his spot.
“You can rely on me. Forever,” he said suddenly, watching Danika leave.
Danika paused her steps but didn’t turn around. She only waved at him before disappearing.
Danika slept soundly that night. Little did she know that the internet was in an uproar.
A media outlet revealed that Danika, the murderer, had been released from the police station. At first, no one really cared about Danika, but then the news stated that she was Eustace Quincey’s ex-wife. She became a trending topic because of that.
It was Eustace Quincey, after all. He was constantly trending. Countless women lusted after him. People online loved gossip, much less gossip related to Eustace.
The news poster said that Danika was the biggest suspect in the murder case, but because of her connections with Eustace, she was released from the police station unharmed.
The one who had died was Steven Dickman. The Dickmans was a pretty influential family in Parrington. If even a family like that couldn’t be given closure, a commoner would never even be able to dream of justice.
The crowds instantly felt empathetic toward Steven. They began cursing at Danika and interrogating the police station, even roping Eustace into their angry comments. Some even found Danika’s address and said they would make sure justice was served.
Danika woke up in the morning, oblivious to what was happening. She had her breakfast and prepared to head out to find Gilbert. Although she believed in them, this was her problem. She had to do something, at least.